Why is the sky blue? Asked Jimmy
Fantastic question!
Why indeed?
Why did The Creator
Whether God or Science or a Scientific God
Choose blue
Instead of forest green, pale yellow, or maroon?
Is it because the day seems cheerier
The world brighter
The people friendlier
Due to the color overhead?
A Mount Everest of evidence shows
Humans are happier
Outside
Under the blue.
So, why do we equate blue with sadness?
Certainly, blueberries are one of the most congenial of the berries
And Superman always dazzles in blue.
However, I suppose not all blues are the same.
Midnight blue is complex in color and to contemplate.
Almost all have gazed hypnotically into its majestic fluidity.
Many onlookers discovered hidden inspiration and birth.
But, some couldn’t see past darkness and conclusion.
Blue, sky blue, and midnight blue
Among those shades lies many lessons
Including the fragility of stereotypes and prejudice.
What’s that Jimmy?
You only need an explanation to relay to science class?
Oh.
Sky color derives from air molecules and wavelengths of sunlight.
Is that the answer you’re seeking son?
Our mother was perky in the morning.
It’s the only time of day we ever heard her sing.
She would come into our room and sing “good morning” stuff.
My twin and I would grumble and rumble about it.
How she could be this perky every single morning is a puzzle.
But she was.
Was it the coffee?
Was it her natural tendencies? Who knew?
The cheerier she was, the more grumbly we got.
On school days.
On Saturday mornings we were the perky ones.
Waiting for Underdog on the TV set.
It's the first day of the rest of my life
I'm feeling reborn
Filled with great anticipation
Wondering what exciting things
Lie just ahead
It seems it's all up to us
We're the ones steering the ship
If things don't turn out bright and cheery
We only have ourselves to blame
However I am not unique
Everyone controls their own destiny
I've learned this fact early on
There's a time honoured old saying
Smile and the world smiles with you
Cry and you cry alone
So very true!!!
So when you're feeling down
And it seems like the whole world is against you
Just smile to yourself
It doesn't matter who's watching
Soon the sun will come out
And you'll have a brighter cheerier outlook
To overcome anything this old world can throw at you
To be honest, there are times
I have trouble following my own advice
But then I remember these uplifting words
Smile and the world smiles with you
March- that month that marches in-
forceful sometimes in her spin,
pushing Winter out to bring
return of warmer, cheerier Spring!
March 6, 2022
~2nd Place~
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Contest: March In
Judged: 03/13/2022
It's the first day of the rest of my life
I'm feeling reborn
Filled with great anticipation
Wondering what exciting things
Lie just ahead
It seems it's all up to us
We're the ones steering the ship
If things don't turn out bright and cheery
We only have ourselves to blame
However I am not unique
Everyone controls their own destiny
I've learned this fact early on
There's a time honoured old saying
Smile and the world smiles with you
Cry and you cry alone
So very true!!!
So when you're feeling down
And it seems like the whole world is against you
Just smile to yourself
It doesn't matter who's watching
Soon the sun will come out
And you'll have a brighter cheerier outlook
To overcome anything this old world can throw at you
To be honest, there are times
I have trouble following my own advice
But then I remember these uplifting words
Smile and the world smiles with you
April's buds
awaken
propped up
on a tree branch
a lighter, cheerier green
Visions swim in my mind that I wish I could not see. I fear to drown in the rush of their rapids, lapping at my face. Each tear I cry leaves a trace of tragedy that cannot be erased, nor regrets that threaten to pull me into a whirlpool of memories. Such thought provoking moments trigger sorrowful refrains of song.
waves rush to the shore
withered leaves in a current ~
caught in undertow
Cheerier recollections calm me as gentle musings on a tranquil lake, where I float contentedly, beneath a cloudless canopy. There are no ripples to blur my happiness; nor sadness to furrow my brow. Mirrored reflections in these Elysian interludes gentle the beat of my heart, and I am at peace with life.
sunshine and blue skies
serenity in nature ~
placid innocence
April 16, 2021
Moments of Reflection Contest
Sponsored by Malabika Ray Choudhury
Shove the lights up and reach high,
Forget about the bird, in the freezer:
Throw in the Celebrations, em, my,
Wrap ‘em all up until they’re cheerier.
Fight with the sim partner on money,
More is blessed when you’re tall,
Buy three birds in one, okay, honey,
Your technology is your best haul.
Figure into the jigsaw a caring chat,
No elderly person should be lonely:
Make the stocking up with its rich lat,
Including what they don’t need, only.
Settle down to hot chocolate, latte,
Once your journey along the street,
Is finished for today until the proxy,
Opens another door of giving greet.
Choose to sign your cards yourself,
Not the partner, bro, carer, printer -
Grin when you’ve delivered, stealth,
Posted, your presents to that bearer.
Give to the NHS worker massively,
A thank you from that room so lit, fit,
That relaxing room so constructively,
And to the carer who knows to sit.
‘Tis the season to venture out, do,
In cosy jackets to assist the walk,
Singing pop n’ classic Christmas mew,
Wearing jumpers with symbol talk.
There's a chill in the air and the aroma of burning leaves abounds.
The bugling of lovelorn elk is one of autumn's quainter sounds.
Trees that provided summer shade with jade-hued leaves, now shed,
Have assumed beautiful robes of yellow, gold and ravishing red!
Sprightly squirrels scurry about secreting nuts for their winters' fare.
Hoot owls silhouetted by the Harvest Moon roost on limbs, now bare.
Magnificent flocks of geese glide overhead in perfect V-formations,
Mysteriously guided by The Master Navigator to southerly locations!
The first snow of autumn graces the crown of majestic Pikes Peak,
Also, decorating spruce with garlands of snow making vistas less bleak.
Colorful chrysanthemums grace the landscape providing cheerier days;
Frost ices golden pumpkins, but vanishes when kissed by Sol's rays!
The harvest is reaped for another year, now farmers can take their ease.
Ghosts and goblins rap on doors with menacing trick-or-treat pleas.
O'er all of this the Harvest Moon shares its eternal mellow glow,
As we mere mortals treasure the grandeur of Autumn here below!
Could never live in an isolated area
No people around what could be eerier
Hustle and bustle
Without a muzzle
Is what I need to feel much cheerier
Death of a Brother
Written: by Tom Wright
March 2015
His sun slipped below the horizon,
Leaving naught but an achromatic sky,
As thoughts submerged in time before,
Once abeyant, now dance;
The voice of one since passed,
Drums my ears like Sage Hens at sunset;
While I press to remember cheerier times,
Of days replete with laughter,
My thoughts continue, draped in regret.
Attention being ever focused,
On where we were, not where he is.
It's the first day of the rest of my life
I'm feeling reborn
Filled with great anticipation
Wondering what exciting things
Lie just ahead
It seems it's all up to us
We're the ones steering my ship
If things don't turn out bright and cheery
We only have ourselves to blame
However I am not unique
Everyone controls their own destiny
I've learned this fact early on
There's a time honoured old saying
Smile and the world smiles with you
Cry and you cry alone
So very true!!!
So when you're feeling down
And it seems like the whole world is against you
Just smile to yourself
It doesn't matter who's watching
Soon the sun will come out
And you'll have a brighter cheerier outlook
To overcome anything this old world can throw at you
To be honest, there are times
I have trouble following my own advice
But then I remember these uplifting words
Smile and the world smiles with you
© Jack Ellison 2014
Rustle the leaves on the golden lawn.
Silently blowing from the dawn
Comes a breeze; its gentle song
Harkens the scarlet leaves along:
"Winter is coming, winter is coming,"
Quietly whispers the cold wind running:
"Go to sleep, go to sleep."
Barren the goddesses of the wood.
Pillars of beauty once they stood;
Now in the cold their branches crack.
Memories shiver their cold white backs:
"Winter is coming, winter is coming,"
Quietly whispers the cold wind running:
"Go to sleep, go to sleep."
The birds are flying to cheerier lands.
Without their whistles the woodlands bland
Grow sober and lonely, cold and grey,
And clouds fill the sky as if to say:
"Winter is coming, winter is coming,"
Quietly whispers the cold wind running:
"Go to sleep, go to sleep."
Our little stream flows
but a trickle most days
but rises, runs, today --
all busy energy.
Its perky
change of pace
does not match
my current cast of face.
Still, this steady
slow drizzle
has its damp uses --
laving dusty leaves
to clean and shiny green.
I am not thankful
for gray skies --
they bring no joy
as bright sunshine might...
only sober, quiet periods
for reflection
unaffected by the colors
of cheerier weather.
Good Morning My Internet Friends
I hope this hello find you all cheerier
On this Thursday morn,
I hope the sun warm your day and
Makes it a lot brighter,
This greeting may seem small but
It’s especially meant for you
In a special way
Sending this hello out to all my
Internet friends..
Wishing it touch someone else
Heart and maybe they will pass
It on..
To put a little sunshine and love
Into the heart of others..
A warm hello and a happy smile
Never hurt ones soul..
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